1. Ancient poems about deep spring
Twenty poems about deep spring by Tong Le Tian and Wei (Tong Yongjia floats with four rhymes)
Tang Dynasty Generation: Liu Yuxi
Wherever spring is deep, spring is deep in thousands of homes. The palace gates are all reflected in willows, and the chariot roads are lined with flowers.
The color of the pool reaches the sky, and the city looks like an imperial chariot. In the warm wind, the flag tilts to the west.
Where is spring? Spring is deep at my mother’s house. Yaochi never goes dark, and the pearl trees are in bloom.
The bridge is steep and leads to Xingzhu, and the building is Xuan. There are twelve towers in the city, facing the sun slanting to the west.
Wherever spring is deep, spring is deep in the ruling house. The grace is greedy for the sun, but the preciousness is not worth looking at the flowers.
The Jade Food Hall handed over the seal, and the sand embankment pillars blocked the carriage. Many doors are closed, and the straight road has no slope.
Wherever the deep spring is, the deep spring brings a great home. The front flag shines like the sun, and the back horse frowns into flowers.
The yamen team is collected in the courtyard, and the cars are watched in the stadium. The banquet was full of singing and dancing, and the sunset was setting.
Wherever there is spring, deep spring is dear to Qi’s family. A priceless horse neighs, and there are famous flowers in the garden.
If you want to enter the palace to eat, you must first smoke the woman's carriage. When I return home late, I always bring wine with me, and my crown can be tilted at any time.
Wherever spring is good, spring is good for your home. The furnace is filled with dragon brain sticks, and the ribbon is decorated with tiger head flowers.
The guests are dressed in pearls and shoes, and the babies are wrapped in brocade carriages. Outside the curtain of the painting hall, swallows fly slantingly as they come and go.
Where is spring good? Spring is deep in Jingzhao’s home. People's eyebrows are covered with new willow leaves, and their horses are intoxicated with peach blossoms.
Stealing interest without beating the drum, heading back to the self-propelled car. It can make the emperor dare not go straight outside the city.
Wherever spring is good, deep spring is a pity for historians. Even in the late night, life is still happy, and even when it rains, I still look for flowers.
Ao Ke mostly relies on wine, and Xin Ji Ku gets on the bus. After the public servants dispersed, the wind swung their halberds and clothes.
Wherever spring is deep, spring is deep in Hakka. Zhi Tian surrounds the house, and the apricot trees are full of flowers.
The clouds are the palace of Prince Huai, and the wind is the carriage. From the place where the ancient altar is held, there is a path leading into the forest.
Where is the deep spring? The spring is deep in Xiaoyin's house. The wild vegetables are left in the garden, and the wild flowers are removed by shaking the trees.
A thousand days of drunkenness, thirty cartloads of books. The pheasant clothes never expose the body, and dare not leave any residue.
Wherever spring is deep, it is good to have a rich family. Just hoard more gold and silk, and don't plan to lose the orioles.
Chinese music plays and the bridle is played, and the kitchen is filled with cars. Returning to watch Liqu, the treasure hairpin was leaning under the lamp.
Wherever spring is deep, spring is deep in the homes of wealthy people. Buy a lot of strong wine, buy expensive flowers with dark colors.
With an eagle in his arms, he follows the horse, even urging the prostitute to get on the carriage. In the outing area in the south of the city, the villages are sloping.
Wherever spring is good, spring is precious to your family. Welcome the familiar customers and choose the most flowers.
Drinking delicious food and driving the palace, playing music and singing in the carriage. Bottles are easy to empty when you are in high spirits, and wine bottles are tilted when you have diarrhea.
Wherever spring is good, spring is the best place to sing. Famous names are spread on a paper list, and nine flowers are flourishing.
It is recommended to listen to the music of the princes and come to accompany the officials and their chariots. In the place where the apricot garden bends, I wave my sleeves towards the wind.
Where is spring? Spring is deep in a young woman’s home. Can steal new forbidden songs and cut them into the flowers of the times.
Chasing fellow travelers and buying expensive cars. He never falls off his horse, so he wears a bun and a sideways hair.
Where is the deep spring? The spring is deep in the home of a young girl. The two servant girls are combed into top buns and the skirts are embroidered on both sides.
I often show up in the mirror with broken makeup, and I don’t occupy a car because I am light. The swings compete for ranking, and the colorful ropes are pulled diagonally.
Wherever spring is deep, spring is like a home. When the fragrance is collected, the cypress leaves are collected, and the honey is collected near the pear blossoms.
Wild trails are great for fun, and visitors can park their cars. The fence in the vegetable garden is short, and you can see slanting orange trees in the distance.
Where is the deep spring? The spring is deep in my old home. The small fence surrounds the cypress and the elevated frame attracts the ivy flowers.
Four-character incense seal and three-car mural. Listening to the verse late, the two trees are slanting in the evening.
Where is the deep spring, it is good to plant seeds and grow your family in the deep spring. Divide the border with water and connect the trees with two kinds of flowers.
Planting hibiscus trees on the fence, turning the well cart silently. Unfortunately, looking from a high place, the chessboard is not tilted.
Where is the deep spring? The spring is deep in the child’s home. Fighting for a pole of bamboo, stealing flowers from all over the place.
Beat the sheepskin drum with a smile, and lead the calf in the carriage. I was greedy for night play in the atrium, but I didn't realize that the jade rope was leaning.
Author: Liu Yuxi (772-842), courtesy name Mengde, Han nationality, native of Pengcheng (now Xuzhou) in the Tang Dynasty of China, native of Luoyang, Tang Dynasty writer and philosopher, claiming to be a descendant of King Jing of Shanzhong in Hanzhong , a former supervisory censor and a member of Wang Shuwen's political reform group. A famous poet in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, he was known as the "Poetry Hero". His family is a scholarly family with Confucianism passed down from generation to generation. He advocated political innovation and was one of the central figures in the political innovation activities of the Wang Shuwen School. Later, Yongzhen's reform failed and he was demoted to Sima of Langzhou (now Changde, Hunan). According to Mr. Zhou Xinguo, a historian and collector in Changde, Hunan, Liu Yuxi was demoted to Sima of Langzhou and wrote the famous "Spring View of Han Shou City" during his demotion. 2. Poems about spring
1. When I sleep in spring, I don’t realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. Who said that the heart of an inch of grass can repay three spring rays. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 3. Red beans grow in the southern country, how many branches will they sprout when spring comes? (Wang Wei : "Lovesickness")) 4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
(Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain") 5. The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to the ancient grass)) 6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.
(Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers") 7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is covered with deep vegetation in spring. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.
(Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai)) 9. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to the Willow") 10. The spring scenery is so full that the garden cannot be closed, and a branch Red apricots come out of the wall.
Poems about spring. The spring breeze touches the cheeks, and the peach and willow trees praise the beauty of spring.
During the Spring Festival, Du Fu solemnly said that the flowers are red and light, and the sun is getting longer. .The spring scenery is dim and far away, you can only hear the birds coughing, no one comes and goes, only the firewood gate. The spring snow is not blooming in the Tang Dynasty and the New Year. In early February, I was surprised to see the grass buds, but the white snow was too late for the spring, so there were flying flowers through the trees in the garden. Two sentences are written about Bai Xue, who can't wait for the arrival of spring, and has already covered the trees with flying flowers to decorate the scene of early spring.
In early spring, the light rain on Han Yutian Street outside the Ministry of Water was as moist as crisp, but the color of the grass was invisible from a distance. It's the best thing about spring this year, and it's better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
Tianjie: The streets in the capital look green from a distance; the spring grass is beginning to grow, and a few buds are slightly exposed. It looks green from a distance, but it doesn't seem to be visible up close. .
Wonderful; far better than the spring outing in Qutangwangya. There are thousands of apricot trees blooming all night long.
The garden is full of deep and light colors, shining in the green waves all night long. Wind: A night of spring breeze. "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" Zhang Ruoxu The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon is rising on the sea.
The waves are shining for thousands of miles, but there is no moon in the spring river. Fangdian, the moon shines on the flowers and the forest is like snowflakes.
The frost is flying in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible. There is no dust in the sky, and there is a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who first sees the moon on the river bank? When does the moon on the river shine on people? Life has been endless, and the moon on the river is just the same every year. I don’t know who the moon on the river is, but I see the white clouds flowing away from the Yangtze River. , There is so much sorrow on Qingfengpu. Who is missing the moon tonight? The poor moon is wandering upstairs.
The jade curtain cannot be rolled away, and the clothes anvil is smashed. The breeze is coming again. At this time, we are looking at each other and not hearing each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
The river is almost gone, the moon is setting in the west, and the moon is sinking in the sea fog.
I don’t know how many moons there are. When people return, the falling moon shakes the trees in the river. Li Shangyin's sentence "Guests in Luzhou" announces the coming of spring.
Liu Min's sentence "Returning to my hometown is like spring water, lingering around my hometown".
Liu Yuan's sentence "The spring breeze brings plum blossoms and willows, and the branches bloom all night long." At the end of the night, Jiang Chun is entering his twilight years. Du Mu's dream says that spring is not as good as autumn, and his feet and heads are all gone.
*** Qujiang Tourist Song Don’t leave the spring scenery, stay and watch it intoxicatingly. *** Meng Shu's Peach Talisman Poems: New Year's Eve celebration, the festival number is Changchun.
Qian Liu No Qi Song No Qi, no Qi, spring clothes come and winter clothes come. Gu Kuang's sentence: The clouds never return in the morning and evening in Wu Gorge, and the spring water in Dongting is full of clear skies.
Xiong Jiao's poem: After waking up from a dream of being tired of listening to the singing of birds, I am swept away by the fall of flowers and the end of spring. Meng Bin's sentence "The two relatives of the Shui Kingdom should visit the list, and the spring of Longmen will be hurt again in March."
Sentence by Shen Bin The Qing Dynasty takes possession of the water of the Three Gorges in the middle of the moon, and the beauty steals the spring of ten continents beyond the clouds. Xu Zhongya's poem: The mountains are covered with rain at dawn, and the grass tips are blown by the musk-scented wind in spring.
Xuanyou Sentence: Thirty Thousand Lotus Sutras, thirty springs, half a lifetime without touching the door of the courtyard. Liu Zhaoyu's poem: Spring light embraces the jade palace, and the journey of thousands of miles begins.
("Giving People Away") Cui Zhongrong's sentence Liang Yan is ruthlessly sleepy, and she is talking about this time. ("Spring Resentment") Tian'e's sentence: When spring comes, there is no excitement, and when autumn comes, it is just sleep.
("Xianju") Xuzhong Sentence The spring rain has no high or low, and the flower branches are short and long. ("Poetry of Spring") Godly verse: The crows sing at dawn in the east, and the grass shows in spring in the south lake.
(See "Poetry") Xu Anzhen's sentence The raincoat is still wet at dusk, and the spring sail is sailing. ("Yunxi Friendship") Liao Ning's sentence: The rice monk is a fern in Chunling Mountain, and the fish is sober in the snow pond.
("Gift to Shi Xubai") Sun Guangxian's sentence: Cooking mussels in the kitchen at dawn, and planting flowers in the spring. ("He Nanyue Poetry") Zheng Guangye's Ji Zhongbiao Trial Case The newly obscured case is as white as silver.
Enter the test and come out of the test, spring will come forever. Du Fu Quote: The little peach knows the guest's wishes and begins to bloom at the end of spring.
(See "Hebi Shi Lei") Yang Ningshi's sentence It has been the spring of the third century now. ("Luoyang", also see "Jiwen") Qi Ji's sentence: Guests visit the temple in spring, and the flowers fall behind the closed doors.
(See "Poetry of the Western Qing Dynasty") Wang Ji's Two Questions and Answers on Chungui. When asked about Chungui, the peaches and plums are blooming. Time is full everywhere, nothing can be done without flowers.
Wang Ji’s Two Questions and Answers on Chun Gui Chun Gui Answers, Chun Hua can endure for a long time.
When the wind and frost fall, do you know whether Duxiu Jun?
Already beside the auspicious luan, he is in the corner of the palace, and he wears auspicious grass into the robe.
There is not much white jade in front of the steps, but the accumulated green pine leaves are dry on top. The pink-painted Nanshan ridges come out, and half of them can be seen through the clouds in the early clear weather.
Wang Jian Looking west from the five gates on a spring day Hundreds of officials look down from the five gates to the west. The dust rises and the spring breeze passes over the jade embankment.
The horse is presented with a yellow pajama and a saddle, and a cock is brought back with a red collar. The pine branches of the pavilion protrude from the wall, and the wicker branches are as long as the water.
Only the grass south of Jiaofang is green, and the ancient moss is cold and desolate. Wang Jian is suffering from an illness in early spring. Every day, the spring breeze rises from the bottom of the stairs and does not blow the light on the cold plants.
The teacher teaches Jiang Fu and the moon fades, and his wife Xu Qingyi attends the sick husband. I admire the family's many talents and pray to the Taoist priests for magic talismans.
Who can I ask for the worldly methods? I still look at the medicinal herb diagram while I’m lying down. Liu Shang's Eighteen Patterns of Hujia·Sixth Pattern It's strange that spring doesn't come for a long time, and Hu is windy and has no flowers or willows.
Who would have known that the world would be turned upside down, and now we are looking south towards the Beidou. His name and information are unknown, and he keeps silent all day long.
The choice between right and wrong depends on the finger, and words cannot convey feelings as well as hands. Liu Shang's Eighteen Patterns of Hujia·Eighteenth Pattern Returning to my hometown to see my relatives, the countryside is half barren and the spring grass is green.
The bright candles are rekindled to simmer the ashes, and the cold spring washes away the mud and jade. It is good etiquette to hold a scarf and a turban, and it is enough to make life or death as soon as you touch the silk tung tree.
I have been in and out of Guanshan for twelve years, and my sorrow is all in Hu Jiaqu. Zhuwan, living in Pingling, encountered cold food again. I cried on the river several times because of the poor road, and sighed every time I encountered a good time.
Huosui Zhi has changed from the new era, but he is still the same as his old friend when he is discouraged. Don't listen to the sorrowful cries of yellow birds, for there are flowers blooming among the long-term guests.
People who are poor and sick should have nothing to do. 3. 50 ancient poems describing spring
1. Happy Rain on a Spring Night, Tang Dynasty Du Fu Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.
Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. 2. Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars. 3. Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty in Spring. The beautiful sun brings beauty to the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. 4. Boating at Guazhou, Song Dynasty Wang Anshi Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Guazhou.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? 5. Ode to the Willow Tang He Zhizhang The jasper tree is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
6. Tian Jing Sha·Chun Yuan Bai Pu The warm sun and gentle wind in the spring mountains, the curtains of the tall pavilions, and the willow swings in the courtyard. Orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the flowing water on the small bridge is red.
7. Night Moon Tang Liu Fangping The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is slanting towards the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
8. Spring River in the Tang Dynasty on a Flowery Moonlit Night by Zhang Ruoxu The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river! The river flows gently around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes; frost flies in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible.
The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon and river look alike every year.
I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.
Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon is wandering upstairs, and it should be seen in the makeup mirror. The Yuhu curtain can't be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil.
At this time, we are looking at each other but not hearing each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless. I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
9. Birdsong Stream Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
10. Spring Snow Tang Dynasty Han Yu There is no youth in the New Year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February. The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.
11. Jiangnan Spring, Tang Dynasty, Du Mu. The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, reflecting the red green, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water villages. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.
12. Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are prophets of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
13. Storm·March 7 Su Shi of the Song Dynasty On March 7, it rained in the Shahu Road. The rain gear went away first, and everyone in the group was in a panic. I didn't realize it, but it was already sunny, so I wrote this word for it.
Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not just scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime.
The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.
14. Village Dwelling, Qing Dynasty, Gao Ding The grass is growing and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke.
The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.
15. It’s not worth visiting the garden. Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty should pity the teeth of the clogs and the green moss, and the small button of the firewood door will not open for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
16. In early spring, the Eighteenth Member of the Ministry of Water, Zhang Wai Tang, Han Yu, the light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away, but there is no grass up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
17. Quatrains by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
18. Three Poems Recalling the South of the Yangtze River by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me in the past; when the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, I remember Hangzhou the most; looking for osmanthus seeds in the mountain temple in the middle of the moon, watching the tide on my pillow in the county pavilion.
Will we visit again someday! Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River, and then recalling the palace of Wu; A glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu girls dancing with drunken hibiscus. See you again sooner or later! 19. Poppy·The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green. The Five Dynasties Li Yu The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green. Willow eyes continue to spring.
I was silent for half a day, but the sound of bamboo and the crescent moon were still the same as before. The music and songs have not yet dispersed, but Zun Lei is still there, and the ice on the pond has just begun to melt.
20. Po Zhenzi · Spring Scenery of the Song Dynasty Yan Shu When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms lag behind the Qingming Festival.
There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two oriole calls at the bottom of the leaves. The day is long and the catkins are light.
The charmingly smiling female companion from the east neighbor greets her on the mulberry picking path. I wonder if I had a good spring dream last night, and it means I will win the grass fight today.
Smiling comes from both faces. 21. Xin Lei, Qing Dynasty, Zhang Weiping. Creation is speechless but has feelings. Every time the cold comes, spring is born.
Thousands of red and purple arrangements are waiting for the first sound of new thunder. 22. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River·Transcendent Stage Work by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The spring is not yet old, the wind is gentle and the willow trees are slanting.
Try to watch it on the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city of flowers. Thousands of homes are covered in mist and rain.
After eating cold food, I wake up and sigh. Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire.
Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. 23. Lin'an Spring Rain at the Beginning of the Song Dynasty Lu You The world is as thin as gauze over the years, who makes people ride in Beijing.
Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. Low paper is laid out diagonally, grass is being made leisurely, and tea is served with fine breasts under the clear window.
Don’t sigh in plain clothes because of the dust, you will still be home at the Qingming Festival. 24. Late Spring, Tang Dynasty, Han Yu. The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple are competing with each other.
The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky. 25. Early spring in Nanhu, Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi. The wind returns, the clouds stop, the rain begins to clear, and the sun returns to the lakeside, which is warm and bright again.
The red mountain apricot hair is randomly scattered, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the oriole's tongue is astringent, but the oriole's speech has not yet been completed.
I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. 26. Die Lian Hua·The warm rain and clear wind have just broken through the freeze. Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao The warm rain and clear wind have just broken through the freeze. Willow eyes and plum blossom cheeks have already felt the heartbeat of spring.
Who has sex with drunken poetry? Tears melt and the remaining pink flowers are heavy. At first try, the gold thread seam on the shirt is worn, and the mountain pillow is tilted, and the hairpin head and phoenix are damaged by the pillow.
There are no good dreams when you are alone and full of sorrow. It is still late at night and there are still lights and flowers. 27. Spring Night, Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi. The sound of incense embers leaking from the golden stove is faint, and the breeze blows and gusts of cold.
The spring scenery makes me sleepless, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers onto the railing. 28. Spring Thoughts by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty The swallow grass is like bisi, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low.
When you return home in your arms, it’s time for my concubine to lose her heart. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?
29. Boudoir's Grudge by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty The young woman in her boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with her makeup in the spring. Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband to look for a title.
30. Spring Occasionally Cheng Hao, Song Dynasty The clouds are light and the wind is light. It is almost noon, and the flowers and willows are crossing the Qianchuan. At that time, people did not know Yu Xixin was happy, and they would be called young people who took leisure time to study.
31. Wang Sunyou traveled to the south. 4. Ten poems describing spring
The spring grass is affectionate, and there is still green in the mountains. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Reply to Su Xiucai from Kinmen" Falling flowers come from time to time, and they are fragrant with the flowing water from afar. "Que Ti" by Tang Liu Kanxu Flying snow With the return of spring, the good courtyard is leisurely at dawn. "Snow is a hill" by Tang Liu Xunxu. The road ends with white clouds, and spring and the green stream are long. "Que Ti" by Liu Xunxu of Tang Dynasty. The fragrant trees are unmanned and the flowers are falling. The birds are chirping all the way along the spring mountain. Li Hua of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Journey Improvisation", solemn tidbits are late, and the reds are light. The day is long, male birds, spring is far away alone, and the trees and bushes are alone. "Spring Transport" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The branches are easy to fall one after another, and the young stamens are discussed and opened carefully. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "walking alone by the river looking for flowers." "Seven Quatrains" The forest flowers are moist with swift branches, and the waterlilies are carried by the wind and the green belt grows. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "To the Rain in Qujiang" The color of the snow that invades the mausoleum is still day lilies, revealing the spring scenery with wickers "Las Day" The spring breeze rises in Jianghan, and the frost was removed last night Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty wrote "The Love of the Younger Brother Ying Guan, etc." 5. Poems about spring
1-"Two Quatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.
The green birds on the river are more than white, and the blue flowers on the mountains are about to burn.
This spring has come and gone, and when will it be the return year?
2-"Broken Array·Spring Scene" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty
When the swallows came to Xinshe, the pear blossoms lagged behind the Qingming Festival. There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two orioles are heard under the leaves. The day is long and the catkins are light.
The girl from the east neighbor smiles cleverly and greets her on the mulberry picking path. I wonder if I had a good spring dream last night, and it means I will win the grass fight today. Smile comes from both faces.
3-"Two Poems on Returning to Hometown" written by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty
When a young boy leaves home and his elder brother returns home, his local pronunciation remains unchanged but his hair on his temples fades away.
Children who don’t recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from.
It has been many years since I left my hometown, and recently I have been busy with people.
Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves.
4-"Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty
The beautiful sun shines on the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors.
5-"A Cut of Plum Blossoms·The Rain Hits the Pear Blossoms and Closes the Door Deeply" by Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty
The rain hits the pear blossoms and closes the door behind them, betraying one's youth and betraying one's youth.
Who cares about the pleasure ***? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon.
The eyebrows are full of sorrow, and there are thousands of crying marks, and thousands of crying marks.
I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit.
6-"Early Spring Rain" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The light rain in early spring is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks distant but not up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is the most beautiful place in the imperial capital. 6. Poems about spring
Du Fu's "Spring Night Joyful Rain": "Good rain knows the season, when spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. Clouds in the wild path Everything is dark, but the river boat fire is bright.
Look at the red and wet place at dawn, and the flowers are blooming in Guancheng. "Spring is the time when all things sprout and grow, and it is also a time when rain is very important.
But spring rain is as precious as oil. If it rains in spring, isn’t it “good rain”? ! The word "good" fully expresses the author's joyful mood at the sight of spring. Three or four sentences say that the spring rain comes with the breeze at night, quietly nourishing all things, and describes the role of the spring rain with delicate pen and ink.
The last two sentences are about seeing the flowers in Jincheng Chengdu in the early morning, rosy under the nourishment of spring rain. The flowers are heavy and thick because they are full of rain. They are written with deep affection. There is not a single word "happy" in the whole poem, but the joy is beyond words.
Han Yu's "Early Spring Rain": "The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most advantageous thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital."
The poet wrote: Praising the light rain with full passion, seeing the big in the small, embodying reason and emotion in the scenery. The "light rain" is compared to the first ripening of crisp wine, which tastes sweet, smooth and moist, and even the grass is stained with rain and dew. In the drizzle, the color of the grass is slightly green, which is invisible up close and appears blue when viewed far away.
In the end, it comes down to the "benefits of one spring", and even the scenery of the Imperial Palace Garden cannot compare. The scenery of early spring is described with detail and realism.
. Don’t worry about the leaky house and the wet bed.
Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the sound of tung leaves is the best when there is no field, not to mention the joy of looking forward to the new year in the field. . ”
When it rains after a long drought, he is so happy that he doesn’t even care if his clothes or bed get wet, which expresses the poet’s love for rain and his concern for people’s livelihood. Su Shi's "Heavy Rain in Youmeitang": "There was a thunder under the feet of the tourists, and the stubborn clouds were all over the place.
The black wind blew in the sky, and the flying rain came across the river from eastern Zhejiang. The golden statue was very shining, Thousands of sticks beat the Jiegu to urge.
Arouse the banished fairy spring to sprinkle the noodles, pour the shark room and pour the roses. "The whole poem vividly describes the scene before and after the storm: thunder roaring, dark clouds, and darkness. The wind blows from the sky and the sea stands upright, which shows its ferocity; the heavy rain flies with the wind and crosses the river from eastern Zhejiang, which shows its rapidity.
The lake and sea swelled, the thunder thundered, and the poet's talents burst out under the urging of the storm. Qin Guan's "Spring Day": "Thousands of threads were struck by light thunder overnight, and the lightning was scattered across the floating tiles.
The loving peonies contain spring tears, and the powerless roses lie on the branches of dawn." It writes that the light thunder has sounded, and the spring rain is pattering. And down.
It’s sunny after the rain, and the sunshine seems to be floating among the green tiles that have just been washed by the rain. After the spring rain, the peonies are full of tears, full of affection; the roses lie down, delicate and lovely.
Although it mainly writes about the scenery after the rain, it also reveals the praise of the nourishing power of spring rain. In addition to poems specifically about rain, there are many sentences describing rain and the scenery in the rain in other poems by the ancients: "The soaring clouds are like smoke, and the dense rain is like loose threads."
(Jin? Zhang Xie) "Ten Miscellaneous Poems") describes the rain as dense as scattered threads. "The broken rainbow collects the rain, but there is no new current on the shore."
("Nagging on the Hou Lake" by Chen Zhang Zhengjian of the Southern Dynasties) writes that the summer showers have stopped for the first time, and the broken rainbow appears on the horizon, and the rising water The lake water flows out from the gap, forming a new stream of water. "The peach blossom rain is wet on your clothes, and the willow wind is not cold on your face."
(Quequatrains by Seng Zhinan of the Tang Dynasty) When the apricot blossoms are in bloom. The drizzle is about to wet the clothes; the breeze blowing with willow branches makes people feel warm and sweet. The poet expresses his emotions in the scene, giving people a Zen artistic conception. Tang Du Mei's "Autumn Thoughts") The light rain is falling, and the pond shrouded in the rain is full of artistic conception; the good wind blows, and the sleeves and lapels feel warm.
"The mountain streams swelled due to heavy rain, and the trees in Yunmi Ridge were low." (Dai Shulun, Tang Dynasty's "Su Lingyan Temple") describes the poet's visit to Lingyan Temple (located in Fangshan, Changqing County, a suburb of Jinan City). The mountain scenery in the rain seen on the mountain road at the northwest foot of Yangtai Mountain.
"The drizzle of wet clothes cannot be seen, and the idle flowers falling to the ground are silent." (Tang Dynasty? Liu Changqing's "Farewell Yan Shiyuan") The drizzle of wet clothes does not show its shape; the idle flowers fall to the ground, but there is no sound. It can be said to be described in detail.
"When it rains, fish come out, and when the breeze blows, swallows slant." (One of the Two Poems on the Water Threshold by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty) Only with "drizzle", fish will float up, but if it rains heavily, they will lie down. When there is only a "gentle breeze", the swallows will be slanted, and if there is a strong wind, they will lie down and not fly.
The scenery in the breeze and drizzle is carefully observed, and the description is full of interest. "The pine trees at the bottom of the stream are shaken by thousands of feet of rain, and the bamboos in the courtyard are shaken by the autumn window."
(Du Xunhe, Tang Dynasty, "Summer Inscription of Zhangshanren Lin Pavilion") uses the sound of rustling rain to compare the shaking of tall pines. The sound makes the scenery interesting. "The willow branches are heavy with rain, and the pine color is dark with smoke."
(Tang Dynasty? Zhang said "Junnan Pavilion Banquet") The willow branches are heavy with rain, and the branches and leaves are heavier. In the misty rain, the pine color is deep. "The spring tide comes late with rain, and there is no boat crossing the wild boat."
(Tang Dynasty Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream") The spring tide rises violently, the evening rain comes quickly, the pedestrians are missing, and the boat is crossing the wild boat. The contrast between movement and stillness further highlights the tranquility of Yedu. "During the Huangmei season, it rains on every house, and the grass and ponds are filled with flowers."
("A Appointment" by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty) depicts the rural scenery of Jiangnan, where it rains during the Huangmei season and frogs croak everywhere. "The doves are singing outside the forest, the spring rain has stopped, and the apricot blossoms are blooming on the first day of the house."
(Song Dynasty? Ouyang Xiu's "Tian Family") The sound of doves in the distance is sweet, and the apricot blossoms nearby reflect the sun. The movement and silence are harmonious, and the sounds and colors complement each other. , showing the bright spring scenery of farmhouses in the south of the Yangtze River after the rain. "The soil is about to stir and the rain is coming frequently, and thousands of grasses and flowers bloom."
(One of the "Four Seasons Pastoral Excitements" by Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty) The spring breeze and spring rain moisten the earth, the grass and trees sprout, and hundreds of flowers bloom. Open, weaving into a vibrant spring scene. "The black clouds are rolling like ink, but the mountains are not covered, and the white rain is jumping into the boats." (Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Wanghulou Drunken Book on June 27th") writes that the dark clouds are rolling like ink, and the summer rain clouds have not yet had time to cover the mountains. However, the raindrops like beating pearls also hit the cabin overwhelmingly.
"The wind is like a mountain, and the rain is like a river pouring down." (Song Dynasty Lu You's "Strong Rain") describes the situation of violent wind and rain.
"The thunder is falling from thousands of mountains, and the rain is coming from thousands of peaks." (Ming Dynasty Li Panlong's "Guangyang Mountain Road") The thunder roars, like the collapse of thousands of peaks; the heavy rain pours, and the smoke and clouds billow like Tens of thousands of peaks rush towards you, creating the momentum of a thunderstorm.
"As soon as a wild goose falls into the sky, thousands of mountains float and the rain comes." (Qing Dynasty, Cha Shenxing's "Dengbao Wu Tower") The first sentence says that when a heavy rain comes, the wild geese fly to avoid the rain; The sentence writes that the rainstorm is coming quickly and violently, and the mountains seem to be floating in the rain.
In addition, there are many poems that use the rain to express emotions. For example: "The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cockcrow is endless."
("Poetry?". 7. Poems about spring
Spring is coming - the sound of firecrackers eliminates one year old, and the spring breeze brings warmth Entering Tusu.
Spring rain - listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, selling apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty
Spring flowers - melancholy, a tree in the east column, seeing how clear life is.
Spring Night - Deep moonlit night, the Beidou is tilted to the south.
Spring Water - The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is sleeping in the spring breeze. ——The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me?
Spring scenery——It’s easy to recognize the east wind. It’s always spring when it’s colorful.
Spring scenery——Try to transcend the stage. Look, there are half a ditch of spring water and a city full of flowers.
Spring outing - the east wind knows that I want to go to the mountains, blowing away the sound of accumulated rain on the eaves.
Spring thoughts - don't be afraid of spring. Flowers are blooming, and every inch of love is ashes.
Spring silence - the spring tide comes late and the rain comes late, and there is no boat in the wild.
Spring sorrow - I wonder how many you can have. Sorrow is like a river of spring water flowing eastwards
Spring Dream - a spring dream on the pillow, traveling thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River
Spring Hate - Life is full of love and obsession. Hate has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
Spring returns - falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.
8. Poems about spring
I can’t sleep in spring, but I can hear the singing of birds everywhere
The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall
Red Spring is blooming on the apricot branches
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine again?
When spring comes, the river is as green as blue, how can I forget about Jiangnan
Spring is gone The flowers are still there, and the birds are not surprised when people come
Ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward
Red beans grow in the South, and spring will happen
< p> The spring night is short and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now onAfter ten miles of spring breeze, all the shepherd's purses sell green
Ten miles of spring breeze on Yangzhou Road, it is better to roll up the bead curtain
On a moonlit autumn night on the Spring River, I often drink wine alone
The red apricot branches are full of spring mood
The duck prophet of the warm water in the Spring River
The sun rises over the sea At night, Jiang Chun enters the old year
Who says that the heart of an inch of grass will repay three spring rays
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen
Reflecting the green grass on the steps Since the spring scenery
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep vegetation in spring
Beauty does not strive for spring, but only repays the coming of spring
No intention of struggling for spring
< p> There are several early warblers vying for warmth in the trees, but whose new swallows peck at the spring mudNever mind winter, summer and spring and autumn
When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past
I don’t know the spring breeze, why should I enter the Luo curtain?
The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are there, the city is springy and the vegetation is deep
The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers think of the face, the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is rich
Spring doves are singing on the house, apricots are blooming white by the village
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torches will turn to gray and the tears will begin to dry
Spring rains are coming on the river, and the spring water is streaked in the west.
The spring sun is slanting beside the Luoshui Bridge, 9. Poems about Spring
The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. Ye Shaoweng's visit to the garden is not worth it
The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags are blowing in the water, villages and mountains. Du Mu's "Quequatrains"
A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. Su Shi·"Hui Chong's "Dawn Scenery on the Spring River""
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"
Spring is coming - the sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Wang Anshi's "Yuan Day"
Spring Rain - Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, apricot flowers are sold in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty. "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Spring Breeze - The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine back on me? Wang Anshi's "Mooring the Boat in Guazhou" Spring Scenery - It is easy to recognize that facing the east wind, it is always spring with its colorful colors. Zhu Xi's "Spring Day" Spring Silence - The spring tide brings rain late and comes urgently, and there is no boat crossing the wild.
Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream" Spring Sorrow - Asking you how much sadness you can have is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward Li Yu's "Poppy Beauty"